Monday, February 23, 2015

Wow!

Monday evening. I’m at the Buenos Aires National Wildlife Sanctuary, about 30 miles south of Three Points. Maybe 50 miles from home. I drove over this morning after a leisurely pack out of from Darby Wells, I stopped at the Coyote Howls (East) RV park to dump my holding tanks. $10. I left a couple of bags of trash as a tip.

Then to Sells, and my old stomping grounds: Basha's. This time I swallowed my shame and sneaked in one picture of the juxtaposition of English and Tohono o’Oodam names for supermarket departments. And a hopeful rez dog!

Then over here: a whole day of two-lane blacktop, in some cases as I got closer to here, 1 1/2 lane blacktop.

I’d been here for about 15 minutes when I fell in love with the place: Big, empty grasslands and scrub, with the possibility of antelope thrown in. Silent, except for the wind which only died down at sunset. No one in sight. I expect the stars will out-do themselves tonight. It’ll be cold: High 30’s. I have a winter grade sleeping bag, and the catalytic heater will take the chill off in the morning. Tuesday will be even cooler: 32 that night!

Here’s a few images from this afternoon.

The distinctive mountain is Boboquivari, the sacred Mountainfor the Tohono o'Oodam

I have no plans for tomorrow. As it should be. I’ll be home sometime Wednesday.

Here we go ...

This is about my travels in a 1999 24-foot class C motorhome, which I sometimes call "the Beast." It's also about projects, renovations, repairs, and plans which occur to me when I'm on the road.

There's a lot of these RV travel blogs out there. I've listed below some of the ones I read regularly. My intention is not so much to publish a travel magazine, but to record where I went and what I did and what I did to the rig and what I'd like to do. Something close to the original meaning of "log." Random thoughts on the general enterprise of RV travel will creep in.